tonight is one of those nights when I’m observing the world through the bottom of a glass. that is another glass of wine sipped slowly to chill out and shrug off the stress.
that is an interesting perspective. a drunk one. but its the kind of drunkenness that makes you (I mean me) more lucid. it’s a liberating drunkenness.
if the veritas is in vino, shouldn’t we drink more to find the truth?